Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 57

Rumor (4)

The smell of blood itself was not that strange in a remote inn on this uphill route.

In order to cut costs and provide fresh meat on the table, inns often raised their own pigs or chickens.

However, this was not the smell of animal or monster blood.

Dallen’s superhuman sense of smell could clearly distinguish between the scent of human blood and that of an animal.

The current blood scent is clearly human.

It wasn’t that old of a smell either.

“Is something bad happening?”

Parn asked with a slightly nervous expression, as if he sensed something strange in the atmosphere between the two.

Dallon slightly raised his eyebrows at the unexpected question. He laughed lowly and ruffled the boy’s hair.

“No need to worry. Just know that you are planning to rest here today.”

The group tied the horse to one side of the stable, which was half full of carts and horses. And naturally, I entered the inn.

As soon as they opened the door to the bar on the first floor and entered, the owner greeted them at the counter inside.

“welcome! “Are there three of you?”

“exactly.”

“Wow, thank you for taking the long way! The food at our inn is always warm and the rooms are always cozy. Since the ladies will be staying in separate rooms, would it be okay for three people to eat dinner in two rooms?”

The inn owner smiles and welcomes you. Lucia naturally smiled and shook her head.

“I am okay. Because today is fasting day. “I’ll go up to my room right away.”

At her refusal, the innkeeper smiled like a warm merchant and handed her the key.

“Sure. You can use room 201 on the second floor. By the way, did you say it was a fasting day?”

“yes. Fasting one day a month is one of the rules of a paladin. “The hunger of the body becomes the satiety of the soul and is helpful for physical and mental health.”

He smiles and speaks softly, as if looking at a religious priest rather than a paladin.

Dallen laughed to himself when he saw that.

I only saw him like this on the other side of the monitor, but how could I have thought he was a cursing paladin?

“Uh…Rush. A paladin. “This must be a rare guest.”

Of course, even as he was thinking about useless things, Dallon’s eyes did not miss the shoulder of the innkeeper, who was slightly trembling at the mention of a paladin.

The innkeeper nodded with a slightly stiff expression. He said.

“Then I’ll take it as two rooms and dinner for two. If you’re going up right away, can I prepare some bath water for you? “I always heat it up around this time because I have guests over in the evening.”

“Please do me a favor.”

Lucia slightly lowered her head and headed straight for the stairs.

Before going up, she looked back at Dallen, narrowed one eye, and disappeared.

She will do her thing above.

The first floor was now Dallon’s stage.

***

Dallen sat down in a random seat with Farn. The meal came out quickly.

Two large bowls of stew and a glass of beer for Dallon.

Dallen took a gulp of beer and dipped his spoon into the bowl.

He scooped up the contents and looked around the bar hall as if he had suddenly remembered something.

“Now that I think about it, there’s no one there. “Is business not going well these days?”

“Customers have become rare in the past month. I don’t know if it’s because of the rumors that there are monsters and thieves running around. “Did anything happen during your arrival?”

“Not really.”

Dallen continued, tapping the table with his fingertips.

“I heard that there are dead bodies walking around in this nearby village.”

“…well. It’s probably a rumor. “I’ve been doing business here for ten years, but this is the first time I’ve heard of anything like that.”

“exactly?”

Dallen laughed lowly.

I didn’t know it was going to be this silly.

At that time, Parn, who was quietly listening to the conversation between the two, tilted his head and asked.

“Are you from the Empire?”

“hmm?”

The innkeeper turned his head. The boy said with a pure smile.

“I’m also from the Empire. I found out after coming to the City Federation that the accents of the official language are subtly different between the people of the Empire and the City Federation, right? “In the empire, people learn the imperial language together when they are young.”

“…Oh, right. yes. I also spent my childhood in the empire. Because it was difficult to make a living, I came here and settled down. “Like I said, it’s already been ten years.”

The innkeeper spoke with a slight stutter.

The boy tilted his head again.

“Wow, you still have that imperial accent. How amazing. “After less than a year, I heard from people around me that the accent disappeared.”

The boy said that and a bright smile formed on his lips. The innkeeper seemed embarrassed and closed his mouth.

Seeing him inadvertently looking at Dallen’s thoughts, Dallen slowly raised the corner of his mouth.

‘If you teach this one thing, you learn more.’

In fact, it was for Farn’s sake that he scolded the innkeeper with small talk instead of throwing an ax like he always did.

Given the cleverness the boy had shown so far, there was an expectation that he would learn something from the small talk he had with the suspicious inn owner.

And the boy did not disappoint Dallen’s expectations.

Instead, I surprised him by jumping over it.

Even before a proper conversation took place, the young mercenary seemed to have immediately figured out that the inn owner was suspicious.

To add to that, this time he was indirectly interrogating the inn owner by criticizing his accent.

‘I guess there’s nothing more to teach about this.’

Dallen secretly placed his hand on his waist. It was then.

Craddangtangtang!

There was a loud noise upstairs, and something crashed down onto the landing.

“Ouch…monster…”

The ones who fell were four men. Men who were beaten all over their faces and bodies and were half-fazed and moaning.

Lucia followed him down the stairs.

She was wearing only cloth clothes and no armor, and was wiping out the moisture from her half-wet hair.

Dallen asked as he looked at the fallen men.

“Is this the end upstairs?”

Lucia nodded.

“These bastards attacked me as if they had been waiting for me as soon as I disarmed them and entered the bathtub.”

***

Silence fell in the tavern.

The innkeeper looked embarrassed.

Dallen folded his arms and sat down on the back of the chair, looked at the guy quietly, and said.

“How would you like me to explain?”

As soon as he finished speaking, the innkeeper’s face changed.

It wasn’t the expression. The innkeeper literally changed his face into that of a demon and began to chant incantations in a fast, harsh tone.

“Temome-Sir!”

bang!

As soon as the order was concluded, the basement door opened roughly.

Dozens of people poured into the open door.

Wow!

Wow! KEEEK!

People who all cry out in strange ways.

They were not living humans.

The merchants, the merchant’s employees, and the mercenaries who would escort them.

From the pot-bellied man who was originally the inn owner to the employees who worked here.

The people who looked to be around thirty were all dead, walking around even though they were corpses.

Judging by the fact that there were quite a few unclaimed carriages in the stables, everyone here was probably a victim of murder by a necromancer disguised as an innkeeper.

Wow!

Keck! Keke!

The dead quickly blocked the entrance with clumsy jumping.

Then, they formed a siege and began to slowly tighten the grip on the three people.

Dallen slowly stood up. He uncrossed his arms and hooked his fingers into his belt.

And after watching the movements of the dead for a while, he said:

“Your movements are slow. I think the guy hiding in the kitchen is real. Clear out this place and rescue the people trapped in the basement. “I will catch the spellcaster who has been hiding in the kitchen.”

“All right.”

Lucia’s whole body radiated light.

At that moment, Dallon’s hand on his belt became blurred. The necromancer urgently recited a spell.

“Temome—Oops!”

The order was not fulfilled. It was because the ax handle had sprouted from its devil-like face.

Dallen passed him by without delay. And then he hit the kitchen door leading from behind the counter with his shoulder.

Wajikkeun!

The old wooden door shatters and breaks.

Immediately my senses started ringing an alarm. Dallen stopped on the spot.

Grrrr!

Black flames cover the entire surface. A transparent magic blade flew towards the leg.

Guuuung –

The air, which has become several times heavier, presses down on my entire body above my head, and the intertwining curse makes my hands and feet slow down.

This was a trap.

A black magic trap that stops an intruder and instantly turns him into a piece of meat.

In the middle of that trap. Dallen laughed rather viciously.

‘also. This guy is real.’

A warlock who joins hands with a necromancer.

And the desperate refugee men who followed them.

Catching that presence wasn’t difficult from the beginning.

Dallen’s amazing senses were such that he could count the number of refugee survivors trapped outside the inn and trapped in the basement.

However, there were two reasons why they did not immediately pull out their axes and attack even after finding out where they were hiding.

The first thing was that the young boy could not learn anything from such senseless slaughter.

The second reason was to find out who was really behind it, the warlock or the necromancer.

‘They are clearly connected to an immortal demon. ‘They probably know information that I didn’t hear from the refugee couple.’

Looking at the results of the necromancer’s clumsy necromancy, he was by no means a powerful figure in this group.

The boldness of occupying an inn located on a major road near the border is an idea that only a person with a certain level of skill can entertain.

And looking at the traps installed in the kitchen, it was clear that the skilled person was a warlock.

Traps so powerful that even Dallon would be dangerous if hit.

That was a spell that couldn’t be imitated by the half-baked warlock who guided the path through the forest in Lvivbach.

Easy profit!

It was truly a fleeting moment when my thoughts came back and forth.

However, in that split second, the magic blade had already reached Dallen’s ankles.

Dallen did not avoid it.

However, it wasn’t like he countered with any special skills.

What he did was simply pull out the dagger that was stuck at his waist.

And all he did was swing the dagger down from top to bottom and cut down the magic that was flooding in.

Wow!

The two intertwined wave-shaped blades break the pressure pressing down on the head.

Fish sit!

The black flame caught in its path and died down, and the magic blade aimed at the ankle also scattered.

The curse that was trying to hold my hands and feet up had disappeared before I knew it.

The curse shield’s seal glowed slightly, nullifying the curse even before he could draw the Dark Moon Spellslayer.

“What what…!”

The warlock, who had just broken the concealment spell and was about to finish off the intruder, was speechless when he saw that all of his arrangements had been destroyed.

Seeing her hesitating and retreating, Dallon laughed viciously.

“I never thought I’d see you here.”

I made a guess by looking at the stew made with ground human meat.

One of the named warlocks he knew used to do things like that when he was bored.

A black-haired woman raising a cane with puzzled eyes.

She was Lucachalla, a cannibalistic sorceress who should have been the Ash Witch’s closest confidant in the future.

[The body of the wise man turned into a stew was found.]

Dallen, who checked the previous episode in which he was eaten in the notification window, let go of the dagger in his hand without delay.

Wedge-!

The spell slayer flew away with a roar and instantly destroyed the triple-layered defense shield created by the skilled warlock.

“Enaxa—aaaaaaaa!”

The tip is around the warlock’s collarbone.

The dagger that cut into the spellcaster’s flesh and muscles even cut through the spell she was spitting out.

“The order, why the order…!”

The warlock shouts, unable to hide his embarrassment.

There was nothing a spellcaster like her could do since all of her senses for dealing with magical power were twisted at once.

Dallen stretched out his powerful grip and clamped down on his jaw and mouth, which could have eaten dozens of people.

It was time to interrogate the spell taker.